CHAPTER 26
DONOVAN
Istorm out of the room and slam into the bathroom. I toss my pants on the floor and take a good look down at my dick. I can’t believe she laughed at it. It looks normal to me. Long, thick and throbbing. Aching to be inside her tight, wet heat. I groan and start the shower. Looks like it’s going to be me and my hand again.
I step in under the cool water and place my arms on the wall in front of me, letting the water hit my shoulders and upper back. I glance down at my still rock-hard dick and punch the wall. My knuckles split against the tiles, but I welcome the pain. I swing my elbow back again—determined to keep punching until all the frustration leaves my body—when someone comes storming into the bathroom, the door slamming into the wall. I glance over my shoulder at a fiery, bratty little Princess.
She opens the glass door and steps in, not caring that she's getting soaked. “What the fuck is your problem? Are you really such an insecure little boy that a giggle runs you off?” she huffs, crossing her arms.
Oh Princess, you’re in trouble now.I grab her by the throat, shoving her under the water to the opposite wall. “I am not little,” I growl an inch from her face.
She rolls her eyes at me and I know my control is about to snap. I add more pressure to my palm, and she squeaks but doesn't move, her eyes shining with defiance. I can't wait to spank it out of her. I went easy on her earlier, but I’m done being nice. She’s about to learn who is the alpha here.
I release her and she slumps against the wall, panting, not caring that the water is beating over her head.
“Get on your knees, Princess. I’m about to show you who your king is.”
She glares at me, then rips her shirt over her head. Standing in front of me in a lacy blue bra—now see-through from the water— and jeans, with fire in her eyes. I hold myself back, but it’s a fight.I have such a strong urge to destroy her. Reaching for her bra, I rip it right in half, letting her breasts bounce free.Fuck.Little rods with tiny diamonds on the ends stand at attention in her perky nipples, glinting in the overhead light. Moving her hands from her collarbone down to her nipples, she gives them a tweak before moving lower. She stops at the waistband of her jeans, all while staring me in the eye. I raise my eyebrow and she smirks. Her long fingers reach the button and she snaps it open, before slowly lowering the zipper. She tries to pull them down but they’re like a second skin, thanks to the material being wet.
“I said, get on your knees, Princess.” She crosses her arms and shakes her head no.That's it. I'm done with this little game.I slam her back against the tile. A puff of breath escapes her lips and her eyes widen. I lean closer to her face, showing her the fire swirling in my eyes.
"You had to be a little brat. Couldn't you just be a good little Princess?" She quirks an eyebrow and glares back at me. I reach up and pinch a nipple hard, yanking on her little bar. She squirms and whimpers. I watch her face turn red, then release her. "Now, I told you to get on your knees. Are you ready to behave?"
She nods her head yes, lust shining in her eyes, and I let her go, moving back to the middle of the shower stall. I wait for her to catch her breath and move in front of me once more. I quirk my brow and she huffs, finally lowering to the concrete. Sitting back on her heels, she waits for my instructions. I pet her wet hair like the good girl she is, before bending down. I wrap my hand around her throat again and squeeze, looking her right in the eye. “When your king gives you a command, you listen. Do you understand Princess?”
Her eyes go wide and she nods.
“Speak,” I bark.
Jumping a little bit, she bows her head and says, “Yes, Donovan.” I smack her cheek and grip her hair with my other hand.
“Did I tell you that you could say my name?” I growl, adding more pressure to her throat. She raises her eyes and shakes her head no before lowering them again.That's more like it. “When we’re in the bedroom, you may call me King or Sir. Understand, Princess?” I say, stroking her neck and jaw while still holding her throat. She looks up at me from under her lashes with heat in her eyes. She’s squirming and squeezing her thighs together, looking for some kind of friction.
I raise my brow and she whimpers, “Yes, King.” Releasing her throat, I push her back on her knees. She inches closer to me and I smack my cock on her lips. She looks up at me and I nod, giving her permission. She sticks her tongue out and starts to softly lick me like a lollipop.Nope, not gonna happen.I take her cheeks in one hand and grip her jaw tight, slowly guiding my dick in between her lips, giving her a second to breathe. Then I slam all the way to her throat. She places her hands on my thighs, trying to push me back slightly but I don’t let her. I take her hair in my fist once more and pull her off. Her face is red and she’s gasping.Beautiful.I slam back inside and hold her there. She gags a little and moans, tightening her throat. I pull back again and she moves one of her hands down to her clit, trying to release the pressure. I bend down and smack her hand away.
“Only good girls get to come. You weren't a good girl, Princess. So I’m going to use you like the rag doll you are and maybe if you're good, I’ll let you come before I’m done, but don’t count on it. Good girls don’t giggle when seeing a magnificent cock for the first time.”
She leans forward, swallowing me whole and I almost lose my footing.Holy shit.I can’t remember what I was saying. I look down at her nostrils flaring, and she smiles around my cock.Such a brat.
As her head continues bobbing, I glance over to the bathtub where I saw her naked for the first time. I grab her hair and yank her off, pulling her to her feet. She reaches for my hips to steady herself and I allow it; I did keep her on her knees for a good while. Turning the shower off, I slam open the door, grabbing her hand and yanking her out. She stumbles but doesn't argue. I turn her toward the tub and bend her over the edge. Placing her hands on the base of the tub, she arches, shoving her tight ass up. As she’s still clad in the soaked denim, I grab the back and split them up the middle, also ripping her panties in the process.
“Donovan, what the fuck?” she snaps, but soon moans when I run my finger down her wetness. I slide one finger inside and she clenches.
Can’t wait to feel that on my dick.
She glares over her shoulder. “You owe me new jeans,” she snarls, and I smack her ass hard. She whimpers and rubs herself back against me. I place my hand between her shoulder blades and push her back down. I rub my cock along her slit, teasing, grinding. Leaning down, I growl in her ear, “Should have had a safe word,” before slamming hard into her. She screams and whimpers in pleasure. I fuck her fast and unforgiving, until I feel my balls tightening. I reach around and wrap my hand around her throat, squeezing, then slap her ass hard three times in a row. She explodes on my cock, moaning, clenching me so tight I see black spots. I pull out and spin her around. She falls to her knees and I slam back into her throat, erupting. She licks me clean and I whimper.
Holy fuck.I glance down at her flushed face and puffy lips. She’s perfect.I think I’m in love.
I pull her to her feet and walk us back to the shower, kissing her gently. Aftercare is a big part of taking care of your woman. Especially after rough sex. I pull back from her lips and help her out of her ripped jeans. I can see bruises already showing on her milky skin.
“Was I too rough?” I ask her, grimacing.
She gives me a big smile, leaning up and kissing me hard. “No, Donnie. That was amazing. I am really sorry I giggled though. I never saw a pierced dick before,” she says with a blush.
I nod. “Let’s never speak of it again.” I gently wash her body, before moving my hands up to shampoo and condition her hair—using my good shit, not that cheap crap she bought.
She sighs and leans back against me. I lift her chin and give her another light kiss. Shutting the water off, I move us out of the stall, wrapping her in a fluffy towel before opening the bathroom door.